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My assumption is that since you posted this on a suicide forum that you have decided to end it all. I used to be a principal in a high school in one of the poorest counties in America. I have been to countless funerals of young people who have taken that final step to end their lives. Living in hopelessness and despair. One time a very young and pretty girl hung herself and died. She was found in time and cut down and resusitated. She went to a mental health hold and was released. I remember when she came back to school and how she had the ring around her neck where the noose was. It wasn’t her time to go otherwise I would have been viewing her corpse in a casket like all the others. We all have our time when we will be called home and when that day comes, we won’t be able to do anything to stop it. I remember when I was young and tried to commit suicide by overdosing. After I took all the pills, I was just waiting for death to come and take me out. A strange thing happened and I began noticing things. Like my observation skills got ramped up. I noticed all the little things that I would not see anymore. The sky, the clouds, grass, animals, the warmth of the sun and on and on. I like those things and I regretted what I did and told my mother. In the ER they pumped my stomach and I lived to talk about it. But I remember that feeling that nothing was worth living for anymore. I have had suicidal thoughts all my life but now they don’t stick around in my head. Things get better then they get worse then they get better then they get worse. It is life. The struggle is not always a bad thing because it makes us stronger if we don’t give into it.